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But yo, when it works? Damn, I’m happy. Found this chick once, total babe, we vibed hard. Sex-dating’s got that thrill—like, will they flake or fuck? Little fact: back in ‘05, same year as my fave flick, Craigslist was the OG hookup spot. Shady as hell, but real. Now it’s all apps, polished but still savage.

After that lovely chat, I needed a breather. I dashed out to the park on Kossuth Lajos utca. It’s a small park, but it’s got this vibe, you know? Kids playing, old folks feeding pigeons, and me, just trying to not lose my mind. I sat on a bench, and for a second, I felt okay. Then, I saw a squirrel. This little guy was just chilling, munching on a nut, and I thought, “Man, I wish I could be that squirrel.” No worries, no spreadsheets, just nuts.